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Yun Li was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon. The teacher had approved her leave, and she returned to Jiangzhou with Deng Ting.
At Jiangzhou People's Hospital, Yun Li pushed open the door to the ward. Yun Zheng was lying on the bed with one leg suspended, staring blankly at the ceiling, a book resting on his chest.
Yun Li couldn't help but feel her eyes welling up. "Dad."
Seeing Yun Li, a glimmer of light returned to Yun Zheng's dull eyes. "Are you okay? How's your leg?"
She walked over and wiped her tears. "I'm fine, I wasn't hurt."
"But your leg..." Tears streamed down Yun Li's face.
Yun Zheng sighed nonchalantly. "The doctor said it’s not broken; I can still manage. Even if I can't jump anymore, your old man still has skills! When I'm better, I can still supervise their classes."
Yun Li understood he was trying to comfort her while also reassuring himself.
Deng Ting came over and hugged Yun Li's shoulders. "Don't worry; your dad is optimistic!"
"Who sent all this? There’s so much stuff!"
Yun Zheng replied, "Oh, Old Jiang sent it over; he just came by."
"Dad, you’re in touch with Old Jiang?"
"Yeah! Old Jiang often invites me to play chess. When you're not home, we play chess and drink tea together downstairs in the community." A smile spread across Yun Zheng's face, lifting his spirits a bit.
Yun Li stayed with Yun Zheng at the hospital for a long time, but when it got late, Deng Ting urged her to go home. She didn’t want to leave; she was still shaken from the scare and wanted to be with her parents for a sense of security.
The hospital corridor was quiet at night, devoid of any signs of life. She sat on a chair outside, holding her phone.
She had sent many messages to Jiang Shiyu, but none had been answered. What could have happened?
"I'm at the hospital with my dad; you don’t need to worry."
Meanwhile, Jiang Shiyu sat in his car after leaving Shi Yi's office, looking exhausted. His expression was obscure; in the darkness, it was hard to discern the emotions behind his eyes. Half of his face was illuminated by light hitting his prominent nose while his thin lips were pressed together without a hint of a smile—so different from his usual laid-back demeanor.
He took out his phone and looked at the messages from Yun Li.
"My mom is here to pick me up, so you don’t need to come."
"I was a bit scared, but I’ll be discharged this afternoon."
"I’ve arrived in Jiangzhou."
"My dad was in a serious car accident, and I took some time off to stay in Jiangzhou for a few more days."
"Have you finished your class?"
The latest message popped up, and Jiang Shiyu lowered his gaze as his fingertips tapped on the screen, then deleted and revised until there was only one word left: "Mm."
Jiang Shiyu tossed the phone onto the center console and pulled out a cigarette to light it.
The cabin quickly filled with a choking haze of smoke.
Yun Li looked at the message and suddenly felt a bit wronged. Didn’t he have any other questions? She pouted but held back her feelings.
"Deng Ting is out; why are you sitting here? Go back inside!"
Yun Li nodded and got up to return to the hospital room, where she would share a bed with Deng Ting that night.
It had been a long time since the two girls had slept together, and she hadn’t expected their reunion to be under such circumstances.
In Jiangzhou, at a bar called Zero Alcohol.
Jiang Shiyu had just finished a bottle of Brandy, a bottle of Tequila, and a bottle of whiskey.
His eyes were clear, but he was suppressing a strong urge; the heavy tension around him made many girls who wanted to approach hesitate.
Seeing him drink recklessly, the boss came over and snatched the glass from his hand. "Are you trying to kill yourself?"
Jiang Shiyu's neck was flushed, veins bulging, looking quite terrifying.
He rested one hand on his forehead without responding or continuing to drink; he simply closed his eyes, the beads on his black bracelet appearing even darker under the dim light.
"What happened? Why don’t you say something? Keeping it bottled up will only make you look like this."
The boss was furious; every time he came here, he drank recklessly without care for his life. He still needed to run a business; if others saw him sitting there looking dangerous, they wouldn’t dare drink either.
The entire bar was dominated by him alone; no one else dared to approach.
He felt dazed, his mind clouded, and although he was only wearing a t-shirt, his body burned with an intense heat.
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